Hope all well on the Med. There seems no end to this perpetual cold, and we've all come down with bastard colds, but otherwise can't complain. On Saturday we went to Andreia's flat for a crêpe party, followed by a strogonoff shindig at home the next day, so all is right with the world.
My Cantona-esque phrase of the day means "he who goes out in the rain will get wet", i.e. if you're going to go out on a limb for something, do it properly and don't get cold feet. Or else you won't have a leg to stand on! I have reeled off two more compilations, and here's another one someone made to soundtrack the eclipse - probably a bit late now, but maybe it'll come in handy for the next one.
And in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening and good night.
Frederal Bureau of Investigation
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